satisficing | lucien catchall

[WHEEZE.

He gives a single, deep cough, and seems to sort of be okay. Like when you choke on your spit. His voice is raspy when he talks again.]

How in the world do you stand this...?

[He tries again, this time the same lil sort of drag. Still coughs, but not as bad as the first time. Giving this thing back to Lucien.]

[ pushing some hair out of viktor's face before he takes it back, taking a drag and he does not cough at all. ]

Started young.

[ running the hand that curls around him up and down his arm, idle, but still touching him like he's not entirely sure he isn't going to disappear or glitch out. ]

You could stay here. For the week, I mean.

[He just boops out right here on him (no). He drops his head back down on Lucien under the jaw, humming.

Cigarette leaves a weird taste in his mouth, and he sort of hates that he doesn't dislike it entirely.]

I didn't think I really had a choice in the matter?

[ sending this right as we get the notif that we're all dead. ]

Don't make it out as if I'm holding you captive. You are free to make your own decisions.

[ said in the voice of a boyfriend who gets mad at you for things you did in a dream. ]

I just thought it would be polite to keep our activities out of Throné's bed, but if you're insistent on it ...

[GOD!!!!!!!

Viktor is now living the Captive Prince (problematic).]

Stop that. You left crumbs in it, that's bad enough.

[Wraps an arm over Lucien's chest and again starts playing with the ends of Lucien's hair, but maybe not so much this time because they need something to do because nicotine is great.]

I'll stay here. I want to anyway. Besides, I think her and Arthur need some alone time...

[ he kind of likes having his hair toyed with, he's hardly going to stop him - half-closing his eyes before he remembers the lit cigarette and reaching over to put it out on the nightstand. ]

Oh, aye. That's been a thing for a minute, I suppose.

[He lifts himself up on Lucien's chest a bit, propping his chin on his arm without stealing the fingers from the hair.]

Not much of a thing when she hasn't even told him...

[ both eyebrows go up instantly. okay, mr. gossip, please do spill. ]

Go on ...

Don't tell her I told you. And don't make fun of her either. I mean it.

[He gives Lucien a look, but he does seem quite sincere about this.]

She will when she's ready. She'll tell him. If he is too silly to tell her first.

[ his face screws up, defensive: ]

I don't speak with her about these sorts of things at all, she can hardly stand the conversation. Why would I make fun of her? It's not as if I know about anything between them besides the obvious parts I can intuit.

[ gosh!!!!!!! anyway he has not talked to a single living soul about his love life. a few of the dead, and amalthea because well. she Bore Witness, but that's it. ]

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[As much as he expected this, he thinks the bunched face is rather cute. Even if the defensiveness is so dramatic.]

Because I know you love to tease people. And because I told you in confidence.

[To distract him:]

She also said you were one of her greatest friends here.

[ muttering, mostly: ] I can keep a confidence.

[ and then his nose scrunches up even more. ]

Did she now?

Mhm.

[He loves to rag Lucien a little because Lucien is so grouchy. His fingers abandon the hair in favor of idly tracing over the edgy, goth necklace. He doesn't seem concerned by it, but probably because he can hazard guesses about it.]

She probably didn't want me to tell you that either. But I thought you should know.

[ hey at least he's notably less grouchy than he was at the start of this. though yes there is a lot of natural homegrown bad attitude there that even when the worst of the depression wanes he is probably going to always have.

and yeah it's probably fine sometimes you just have your own blood in a necklace. ]

I can make friends! That's an act I'm capable of doing. I've made plenty of friends.

[It counts as jewelry, so it's unfortunately attractive in a very goth way. Congrats.

His expression is the playful "mmmmmmhm" you give to someone you're skeptical of believing, but in a (fond) way.]

Oh, really? Who, do I know them? Name me some of your friends.

[ he has a lot of friend-in-laws where they worry about his mental health a lot but probably wouldn't drive him to the airport because when he has control of the aux its really terrible ]

You.

[He sort of laughs unexpectedly, short.] Me. [Like he isn't sure if Lucien is teasing him, or not.

A pause.

He straightens his head and glances up.]

...You're serious? Just me?

[ he is not teasing him he is serious viktor is a very good friend and then this. he is making such a face at the judgment he just received. ]

Amalthea. Rosamund. Temenos. Shoma. Happy?

[Don't make a face. Don't just say "you" and nothing else when he asks about your friends, idiod!!!]

Mm.

[He nods, a little smile coming to his mouth.]

It paints a picture.

... And obviously Throné.

[ he should have listed her first but he assumed that it was implied that is his horrible stinky little best friend when throné admitted it first and therefore lost the game. but women can do anything. even be your friend. ]

I can make friends if I need to, arsehole, it just doesn't come as naturally to myself as it does to you.

[ viktor is very charming!!!! he must know this. ]

[Tattles on Lucien that he did not list Throné at all (no). It's his turn to make a bit of a face.]

I'm not so sure about that. I don't think I've ever really had a friend outside of Jayce, and he was only my friend when I was in the Academy when I was about six years younger.

[So there. They are in the not easy to make friends category. THIS DOESN'T COUNT. HE WAS FORCED SO MANY TIMES TO DO THINGS HE NEVER WOULD HAVE DONE!]

[ IT COUNTS? HE HAS SO MANY FRIENDS HERE. Including, by all evidence, the guy who went rage-insane and killed him. also, sidon.

reaching over to brush hair out of viktor's face, poking him on the mole.]

Then this place has maybe been good for you, apart from all of the trauma and being killed and such.

[closes eyes

He tips his head toward the hand, squinting the eye on that side.]

I didn't realize in order to get a few friends, I had to go through so much pain and suffering. Wow. I'm so thrilled for the experience.

[He's kidding.]

[ cupping his cheek for a moment before he moves to flip them (gently!!!!!!!!) straddling him so he can lean down close, grinning at him with the most punchable face he's able to make. ]

What about me? I must be worth a little bit of death and dismemberment.

[He lets out a surprised little yelp when he suddenly goes twisting over.

He wishes the simple act of Lucien leaning in on him with mischief wouldn't make his face hot, nevermind the idea Lucien is completely naked. It's really the feralness that does it, why.]

Um... On the contrary, I think... you're more than worth coming back from that for.

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